“…Now as I return to my old residence,
how the folks and the street have changed.
Only the Banyan tree remains the same…” – (Translated) Chua Ek Kay
Back in this city, one is reminded that a dress has yet another function to play; that of, armour.
Every writer, choreographer, composer knows, that for something you make to have suspense and plot, there needs to exist, conflict. Living in such proximity with each other on an island that lacks physical space, and where everyone is somehow related to each other socially, or via blood ties, tension is at times, inevitable.
It’s not possible to like everyone in the village, no matter your faith in God. It’s also not possible for everyone to like you back. Sometimes you make people angry. And sometimes they retaliate with blows that feel like a drowning.
If you were once native to Singapore, each time you step outside, best assume you could possibly meet that relative, an ex-lover, the ex-lover’s parents, and someone from school whose name you will never recall.
Someone from the past may want to touch you, reminiscing. Someone from the present will definitely take you out to eat.
Then unexpectedly, you may cross paths with a bully.
But because you are wearing armour, you can sincerely smile, hello. And because your armour is like bright light, your inner peace, your joy aglow, he-she cannot bear this sight of you; and he-she, not you, will hurry away.
- #OOTD- Jumpsuit, Alexander Wang
- All the art pieces featured can be found at the newly opened, National Gallery Singapore, 1 St Andrew’s Road. http://www.nationalgallery.sg